Carcass of the crimson giant Boss Licker

Even though this Sun subtribe guardian was merely an average fighter, he absolutely wasn’t someone Sheyan could rival with his current state. Besides, even if the disparity between both parties were 2 tiers in a realm, phrasing in the perspective of Xuanhuan novels, a genius Sword Master would still fall short of challenging the weakest Sword Saint. In terms of Xianxia novels, an earthly cultivator can only run in the face of a measly, weak thunder immortal.

Fortunately, this Sun subtribe guardian had just suffered an ‘arrow to his knee’. With a major portion of his mobility being impeded by that, the limping guardian couldn’t catch up to Sheyan even in an hour.

Nevertheless, Sheyan couldn’t shrug him off either within a short span of time. Most critically, the brain substances of the Licker were truly repulsive. Even after being wiped off, their rich odor permeated out distinctly, and without a good rinsing, it served as an illuminating guide to any foe.